You find yourself looking at your lover in sheer wonderment even years later.

For every action there is a reaction.

What you fancy is not always what you need.

I hate having to let people down, there is no truly nice way to do it.

Do not string anyone along.

What you want is not always what you need.

This poem is about being angry with everyone around you and feeling like no one understands how you feel, and because you feel the way you do your become disgusted with everything around you. The lack of understanding you feel leads to disregard for everyone around you.

Disregarding me.

Can you fix this heart of mine?